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Winning After Becoming the Evil Mother-in-Law
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The smell of disinfectant filled the hospital room, and sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, yet I felt no warmth at all.
"Mom, Jiaojiao really didn't mean to..." A man's weary voice reached my ears, mixed with an almost imperceptible plea. I smiled coldly.
"Oh, she didn't mean to? What does she want then? To kill me to relieve her hatred?"
I deliberately twisted my expression and shouted hoarsely, a tear slipping from the corner of my eye, while I thought to myself: Life as a wealthy lady is truly boring...
"Mom, please don't say that. Jiaojiao is terrified..." The man became even more flustered, and I noticed his hand at his side trembling slightly.
"Cheng'er..." I struggled to sit up but weakly fell back onto the bed. Against the backdrop of the white sheets, my face grew even paler. Jiangcheng quickly stepped forward to support my shoulder.
"Mom, please don't move around. The doctor said you need to rest."
"It's nothing..." I grasped his hand, murky tears sliding down my cheek. "Cheng'er, I was wrong before; I shouldn't have treated you and Jiaojiao like that..."
Jiangcheng was taken aback, seemingly unable to believe his ears. He looked at me in disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion and wariness.
Beside us, Lin Jiaojiao also froze upon hearing my words, then quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Mom, what are you saying..." Jiangcheng's voice trembled slightly as he looked at Lin Jiaojiao for help, only to find her equally bewildered.
I clutched his hand tightly, my voice hoarse and weak. "Cheng'er, I was blinded by my own desires before, always wanting to control your life while neglecting your feelings and hurting your heart... I've come to understand now that you've grown up and have your own judgment; I shouldn't interfere in your life anymore, nor should I make things difficult for Jiaojiao..."
Every word felt like a heavy blow striking Jiangcheng's heart, causing Lin Jiaojiao's previously feigned fragility and innocence to appear somewhat stiff at this moment.
Standing nearby, Aunt Wang heard this exchange and excitedly grasped my other hand, her eyes red-rimmed. "Madam, you've finally come to your senses! This is all thanks to divine intervention..."
Feeling the warmth of Aunt Wang's palm, a mix of emotions surged within me. This honest old woman had witnessed all of the original owner's arrogance and harshness; now seeing me "repent," she must genuinely feel happy for Jiangcheng.
I gently patted Aunt Wang's hand to reassure her and then turned to look at Jiangcheng, my gaze sincere and remorseful. "Cheng'er, I've made many mistakes in the past; I hope you can forgive me..."
Jiangcheng's lips moved slightly but he remained silent for a long time. His complex gaze lingered on my face for a moment before finally turning into a long sigh.
He gently laid me back down on the bed and tucked in the covers for me, his voice low and hoarse. "Mom, please rest well; Jiaojiao and I will head back first."
I watched their retreating figures with a barely perceptible smile curling at the corners of my mouth. This act of "turning over a new leaf" was merely the beginning of my path to winning effortlessly in this wealthy world.
I slightly closed my eyes, listening to the gradually fading footsteps, and the barely noticeable smile at the corner of my mouth also slowly faded away. The room fell silent, with only the occasional chirping of birds outside the window.
"Madam, you have really changed."
Aunt Wang's voice pulled me back from my thoughts. I opened my eyes to see her standing by the bed, holding a cup of warm water, her murky eyes flickering with complex emotions.
"In the past, you always treated Young Master like a child, wanting to intervene in everything. Now..." Aunt Wang hesitated, placing the cup on the bedside table and letting out a gentle sigh. "Both Young Master and Young Mistress are very happy."
I took the cup and took a small sip; the warm water flowed down my throat but could not dispel the doubts in my heart. Would Lin Jiaojiao really be happy? In the original owner's memories, this woman was no saint. On the surface, she appeared gentle and virtuous, but in reality, she was deeply scheming, always putting on a pitiful act to gain Jiangcheng's sympathy while secretly sabotaging me, the Evil Mother-in-Law.
"Aunt Wang, you know Cheng'er best in the Jiang family. Do you think... he will really believe that I have changed?" I set down the cup and asked tentatively.
Aunt Wang was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting me to ask this question. She paused for a moment before slowly speaking: "Young Master is a filial child; he has always longed for your recognition and love. It's just..."
"Just what?" I pressed on, my tone tinged with urgency.
Aunt Wang glanced at me and then at the door before lowering her voice: "It's just that Young Master has grown accustomed to seeing the arguments between you and the Master since childhood and has seen through your controlling nature towards him. So..."
"So he has always harbored resentment towards me, right?" I bitterly picked up her thread.
Aunt Wang did not speak but her expression said it all.
I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions. It seemed that wanting to truly change the original owner's fate and gain Jiangcheng's recognition was just the first step; more importantly, I needed to untangle the knots in his heart that had formed over many years and let him feel genuine love from his mother instead of control and restraint.
"Aunt Wang, thank you for telling me all this," I said sincerely. "From now on, I will strive to be a good mother, and I hope you can help me."
Aunt Wang's murky eyes flashed with a hint of emotion as she nodded and said firmly: "Madam, rest assured, I will always be by your side."
Sunlight streamed through the window into the room, illuminating every corner. Looking at the bright scenery outside, my heart was filled with hope. I believed that as long as I put my heart into it, I could change my own fate and also change Jiangcheng's fate.
"Knock knock knock..."
A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.
"Come in," I said.
The door was gently pushed open, and a servant entered, respectfully saying, "Madam, Young Mistress requests you to join her for afternoon tea in the garden."
As soon as the servant finished speaking, Lin Jiaojiao's delicate yet hypocritical face immediately appeared in my mind. Her sudden friendliness now likely meant that she had ulterior motives.
I nodded calmly and replied casually, "Got it, I'll change my clothes and be right there."
The servant withdrew at my response. I stood up and walked to the wardrobe, carefully selecting a simple yet elegant dress.
In the mirror, I had long shed the original owner's sharpness and bitterness, revealing a hint of gentleness and confidence in my expression.
"Zhang Qian, oh Zhang Qian, you must not let your guard down. In this game, you need to stay composed," I silently reminded myself.
In the garden, sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Lin Jiaojiao sat by a white rotating table, dressed in a light purple gown that highlighted her delicate and lovely demeanor, resembling a pure and harmless lily—so different from the aggressive image I remembered.
Hearing footsteps, Lin Jiaojiao looked up, and upon seeing me, immediately stood up with a sweet smile on her face. "Mom, you're here! Please have a seat."
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